"No, no," she said as pleasantly as she could muster which sounded... horribly fake to be honest. Because she really wasn't feeling pleasant at all. "If I need anything I'll get it after my idiot leaves." Actually that was kind of funny... Her idiot. Hee.
Maeve peered out from under the desk, "Maybe I should go have coffee with Ronnie. In a mini-skirt." Yes, she was threatening Cathair with showing off to another man. She knew that always got his goat and would do so even more in a chapel in front of a priest. So with a soft harrumph, she crossed her arms and disappeared back under the desk.